This is just incredible how many of you showed up to the party. This is my first surprise party you know. And the food......I don't know what to eat next. <img border="0" alt="[winky]" title="" src="graemlins/winky.gif" /> And....a floor show too!!!

I was dreading going to radiation on Monday because it's cumulative but all these lovely posts have given me a renewed batch of courage. Thank you!!!

Bob......My poor Dad feels so helpless, I can just imageine what you have gone through. I've been on the other side of the coin too.

Namma....I can't believe you brought the mouse....hahahaha

BTW......Syd is in Reno, but I know she will be sad she missed a Boomer party! I have always known the Boomers were the BEST!

Dear Dee,Wishing you the very best! You have my thoughts and prayers. Let me just say I am a 5 year breast cancer survivor this year and I'm feeling great. I know every case is different, but I wish the best outcome for you!Love to you,Andrea

Hi Dee, I hope you are enjoying your party. This morning I was working in the garden, but it was still too cool for any butterflies there. So I dropped in here to get my butterfly fix. I will never look at another butterfy without thinking of you. Get well soon. <img border="0" alt="[kiss]" title="" src="graemlins/kiss.gif" />

I'm glad to see that the party is cheering you up. I can't match poetical posts like Jack's, or posts from people like Randy who have been through it and licked it. But, like everyone else here at Gameboomers, I'm in here rooting for you. Happy Deedles Day.

Well, I'm "fashionably late" but I would not have missed it for anything! AND, these gourmet foods have absolutely NO calories so eat as much as you want Dee! Enjoy your day, we're all thinking of you.

Hi Dee!Wow! Neat party! And I think even Mother Nature must be celebrating "Deedles Day"....the sun is shining here in Arlington today--a rarity this time of year.

Just wanted you to know I'm pulling for you...hang in there. You are the butterfly lady and I guess you know that things are not always under our control...sometimes we are like "butterflies in the wind"...from now on I wish for you only gentle breezes that carry you to happy places like this wonderful party!!Love, Cynch <img border="0" alt="[kiss]" title="" src="graemlins/kiss.gif" />

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"Life is not measured by the number of breathswe take but by the moments that take our breath away."

Must admit I snuck off and had a couple of hours sleep ... but I'm back now ... nearly 6 am here ... sadly Shona and I have to go to the Market now but I suspect the board will be still jumping when I return.

But for the moment if those chickens and ducks will just be quiet for a moment I have a little humourous tale to tell:

There was this fellow who worked for Australia Post whose job it was to process all mail that had illegible addresses.

One day a letter came to his desk, addressed in a shaky handwriting to God. He thought, "Oh boy, better open this one and see what it's all about." So he opened it and read:

"Dear God, I am an 83 year old widow living on a very small pension. Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had 100 dollars in it which was all the money I had until my next pension check. Next Sunday is Easter, and I had invited two of my friends over for dinner. Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with. I have no family to turn to, and you are my only hope. Can you please help me?"

The postal worker was touched, and went around showing the letter to all the others. Each of them dug into his wallet and came up with a few dollars. By the time he made the rounds, he had collected 96 dollars, which they put into an envelope and sent over to her. The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of the nice thing they had done.

Easter came and went, and a few days later came another letter from the old lady to God. All the workers gathered around while the letter was opened. It read:

"Dear God, How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me? Because of your generosity, I was able to fix a lovely dinner for my friends. We had a very nice day, and I told my friends of your wonderful gift. By the way, there was 4 dollars missing. I think it must have been those thieving jerks at Australia Post."